A few years ago, I found myself in South Korea, seated in a grand concert hall at a world choir competition. Choirs had flown in from everywhere: Ireland, with its haunting Celtic harmonies; England, bringing i
Friday, 13th March, 2026
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Bob’s Banter
So, there I was, casually scrolling through my social media feed—dodging the usual political fireworks, a dozen inspirational reels from people who clearly need inspiration themselves—when I stumbled upon a-
Been having a delightful time with the twins here in New York, --- the dynamic duo that belong to my daughter. Two little powerhouses of energy, mischief, and occasionally, darling saints.Theyve dragged me thro
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Its strange, isnt it, how someone so full of life one day can suddenly be… gone? Just like that. Like a light switch flipped off, or the last page of a good book you didnt want to end. And yet, while the book
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No, I wasnt on that Air-India flight that crashed, thank God. But yes, Ive flown Air-India often enough to feel Ive earned honorary wings — and maybe even a seatbelt buckle that doesnt work.For years, I remai
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It was St. Anthonys feast day the other day, and as I passed a church glowing with candles and filled with the fragrance of frankincense, I found myself pondering — How far can saints take me?Its a curious qu
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So, there I was, sipping a hot cup of cutting chai outside my local tea shop, when I heard someone laugh. Not at a joke, or a meme, or even at a politicians promise — no, someone was being laughed at for spea
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It was a bright morning in a village next to Malgudi, where the sun always rose on command and set only after checking in with the high command. And at the very edge of the village — just beyond the signboard
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Ahmedabad, last week.A plane crashes. Catches fire. The horror unfolds in seconds. Two hundred and forty-one people perish in a flaming coffin. And one man—just one—jumps off before the inferno claims him.H
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Sometimes, when the Wi-Fi is down at a seaside resort, and the coffee tastes suspiciously like punishment, I stare at the ocean and wonder if theres more beneath the surface, and oddly enough, my thoughts sail
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Now that Ive crossed the seven seas and a bit of turbulence to visit my children and grandchildren in the US, a strange thought tiptoes into my head: How thin can I spread myself?You see, the trips not just a g
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Nope, I didnt write this on Fathers Day. I waited. Like the real father should. Not for the cards, the badly drawn pictures, or the forwarded WhatsApp poems with piano music in the background. No, I waited for
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Just when I thought Id figured out our foreign policy—a headline in todays paper left me scratching whats left of my head: Defence Minister Set to Visit China to Rebuild Ties.Now dont get me wrong, Im all for
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Theres a peculiar silence that follows a goodbye. Its the kind that lingers in the air long after the honk of the cab has faded or the aircraft has vanished into the sky. A quiet emptiness that whispers with ho
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Years ago, while still young, I owned a contracting firm. One morning, I got a call that one of my workers had fallen from the scaffolding. By the time I reached, he was gone. A life snuffed out before tea brea
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So, the Railways have announced—with the solemnity of a priest at a last rites service—that theyll finally install automatic doors on Mumbais local trains.Not before the tragedy.Not to prevent it.But after
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It was like watching a low-budget remake of a despot's courtroom drama—except it took place not in some banana republic, but in the corridors of a government hospital in Goa. Their Health Minister, who seems
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Two days ago, while having my morning coffee, listening to the birds and flipping through the newspaper with one hand I nearly spat the hot brew on the crossword puzzle. A full-page article—yes, not an ad for
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When we are called to part, it gives us inward pain… said the old hymn, which Jane hummed under her breath while standing at the gate, waving goodbye to a friend. She had come all the way from another city, b
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My mother didnt raise me on just verses from the scriptures or moral science textbooks. She also raised me on stories of her two brothers—one a top ranking officer who flew fighter jets with the Indian Air Fo
